Wednesday, March 23, 2011
What day is this?..
Saturday, March 19, 2011
DAY 9 08:29 PM
Thursday, March 17, 2011
12:34am Can I still call this day 6?
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
It's Day 6 I believe?.. 2:12pm
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
2:22pm DAY 5
Monday, March 14, 2011
Right.. sorry! Day 4 11:40pm
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Back story?
So let’s put a little bit of a back story out there, I think we’re starting to know each other pretty well.
I’m 20 years old soon to be 21(may 15th) and I have like so many of you out there struggled with my weight for my entire life. I never had restrictions on food when I was young, or really ever. A lot of it had to do with the fact that my mother was never there, she was working two jobs to make the mortgage and my dad got caught up in a substance that let us just say is undesirable, so my mother kicked him out so that that aspect of him would be something we the children would not have to deal with. So with mom at work all of the time, dad out of the picture and two teenage sisters that really couldn’t care less about me, I ate what I wanted when I wanted. This was even made worse (or better, my 8-12 year old self would have told you) is that when my mother and I did spend any time together it was always accompanied with my favorite take out or dine in. Which is why till this day I expect the food that I want when I want it, and almost always refuse to eat anything else because what I’m craving is the only thing that will satisfy the hunger, if I eat something else I am still hungry(that is if I crave, which now is rare). Tell me if that’s ever happened to you because I am certain it can’t just all be in my head.
So those were my eating habits up until I was about 14, then my mom was all of a sudden around and it seemed like she was in my way a lot! But once she was less busy with work she has been busy with family, which results in a lot of eating out, family always wants to eat and so we go, because were on the road all of the time, I spend more time in the car than I do in bed, let me put it to you this way, my sister and her family live with my mom and I and I see her maybe 3 times a week and she doesn’t work or drive so it’s rare that she’s out of the house. My life is lived out and about; my laptop and my blackberry are the only things that keep me connected to something more than the pavement. I am starting to get tired of it and I think that as soon as I can I need to get away from my mother, because if it wasn’t for her I’d get a lot more sleep a lot less food and a lot more down time. It’s her family I’m always with, it’s her errands I am always running.. for the most part.
Which brings me to life now, I am currently employed at borders book store and I am attending a community college to get all those pesky credits they don’t tell you you are going to need to get in to a university in high school. It’s only my second semester of this and although I am enjoying it, I feel like I could be doing more especially because without financial aid I am really struggling right now to make ends meet. But! That is part of the beauty of life, who would we be without hardship? We would be boring. The trials we face in life are what build our character, so I’m grateful for the struggle although some days I don’t feel like I can go on. Optimism is key.
Well that didn’t give anywhere near as much back story as I intended but we’ll just call this installment number one. n_n
(Currently listening to Van Morrison’s brown eyed girl)
Veronica Pickles DAY 2 10:54am
DAY 2 9:23am
Yesterday I was on the road for far too long and didn't get a chance to blog. As you have probably already guessed I ate terribly. For lunch I had a Bean burrito enchilada style from this quaint little family run establishment that is praised for its burritos not only by locals. (It's called Rito's just in case you were wondering & it's in phoenix, Arizona on Garfield & 11th st I want to say..)
For dinner, at midnight mind you, I had a carne asada burrito from a random 24 hour burrito place; one of the many with the suffix burto's around. I usually don't eat Mexican food but for some reason yesterday it's all the people around me wanted to eat. Oh and I forgot to mention I had an ice cream cone from a soft serve truck before I ate “real food”.
Yesterday I did terrible with food, but I stayed optimistic and did a lot of walking. Having to plan a baby shower, bridal shower, bachelorette party and a birthday party leads to a lot of shopping with a lot of walking.. And hair pulling but that’s another story for another time.
So now that I’ve got you all caught up on the happenings of yesterday let us talk about today.
It’s 9:33am now and I’ve been in my forever long English class for thirty minutes, with a Grande caramel macchiato from Starbucks, my biggest weakness is by far coffee. Really good strong coffee can make me smile in the worst of times.
Today’s goal is to eat very moderately. 3 small meals and lots of water, I am today however attending a baby shower that will be catered by Macayo’s (I just can’t seem to get away from that darn Mexican food). So what am I to do when the hostess of this party insists I eat? Or when she hands me a slice of cake? Simply say no I’m on a diet? We all know that doesn’t work, we’ll just get a response like “I won’t tell” with a wink while the food is being shoved into our hands and the former barer of it wanders off with a smirk thinking she’s done nothing wrong. But in reality you now are in the middle of a show down between your want to not be rude and the commitment you made to yourself. Yup what am I going to do then? Take a couple of bites and let it go. =) somewhat of a win win situation although easier said than done.
And now of course there is Sunday, the day I am hosting a baby shower for my sister who is only semi appreciative so far but will be at my feet thanking me once the baby is here and she realizes how much she really needed this baby shower to help her get the things the baby needs. And of course the final get together before she’s too tired or too busy to find the time to attend a shindig. That baby shower is going to be awesome and equipped with the best looking cupcakes you have ever seen, but of course I will have to resist. Gah, even thinking about it is hard. But I must be optimistic. =D alright it is now 9:47am and I think I’ve strayed from my studies long enough, until next time.
(Currently listening to Creedence Clearwater Revivals have you ever seen the rain.)
Veronica Pickles DAY 2
Friday, March 11, 2011
12:38pm
9:23am
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Realization
All this is, is a life style change. Let me start at why: I was compared today to a girl who I consider huge, and I usually do not judge so harshly but that is just how big I think this girl is. More than one person today told me I am about the same size as this girl. This was heart breaking, I nearly cried; the only thing that stopped me from doing so is who I was with. You may think I am over reacting or that I must have seen it, but the truth is I really didn't know I am this big.
I quickly went from sad to outraged, this means that the basis of my entire existance could be not as i percieve it. I MUST do something about being a size that concerns the average on looker, a size in which a person seems to not be able to reach their own shoes, a size where confidence is scarce and comfort has been long forgotten. Don't get me wrong I know some people enjoy being as big as I am or even bigger and more power to them! But I am uncomfortable in my skin, and this comment today made me finaly see why, it's not because of the clothes, the establishment or my personality ( the most common excuses I make for various disapointing situations) it's because of my body.
So for lint, forever hopefully I am giving up eating out, as well as any beverage besides water and pure juices. I have also decided I must take at the very least 3 one hour walks a week. Ideally though this will last forever and I'll take a walk every morning and every evening and be in a bikini by next summer but I know that that is not going to be the case.. at least not right away.
The hardest part of doing this will be avoiding all of the shindigs; because that I am almost certain, is impossible living with and near my family. But optimisim is the first part of my new journey. Well it is after midnight and I have class in the morning.
Wish me luck, Pleasant Slumber =)
Veronica Pickles DAY 1